Winding its oak way
gently piercing through the sky
for three hundred years
Tag: Nature
Lazy Poets Thursday Haiku
Forget me not
Your tiny blue stars
fresh delivered from heaven
enduring treasures
I’m delighted to see the Sharon has written a Thursday Haiku, of course she’s not lazy but her haiku is lovely, http://newpillowbook.wordpress.com/2014/03/20/thursday-haiku-march-20-2014/
Wordless Wednesday
Lazy Poets Thursday Haiku
Catkins
Bent and naked tree
waiting for its summer gown
katkin petticoat
Lazy Poets Thursday Poem
Fickle Gold
You may wonder why you’re carried
to a distant tropical shore
by fragrance like sweet coconut
rising golden over moors
from January til December
turn a woodland path
and you’ll know its kissing season
as you’re sure to see some gorse
but be careful where you romance
because if you are untrue
her flowers hide a secret
the most capricious thorns
Lazy Poets Thursday Haiku
Rushes
Soft shimmering light
gently swaying in the breeze
and sprinkling fresh seed
Signs of Spring
It’s been hard to go and take photos recently. Relentless rain and gales, flooded roads, high tides and fallen trees have kept the gypsy indoors. Yesterday lunchtime at work the sun came out, so I grabbed my coat and went to feel it on my face!
Even so, signs of spring were hard to find.
Signs of Spring
A thousand buds are waiting
to burst with golden pride
beneath tender hawthorn
it’s zenith months away
but first to bloom are snowdrops
a promise rising from the underworld
but now stop wait
don’t miss Mahonia’s fragrance
it will make your senses sway
This post is for Bastet’s ‘Signs of Spring’ challenge, perhaps you ‘d like to join in? http://wedrinkbecausewerepoets.com/2014/02/17/bastets-pixelventures-february-18th-2014/
Signs of Storms
The UK has been caught inthe grips of storms for several weeks, with high winds, floods and coastal damage. Many people have lost their homes and businesses, train lines are closed and seemingly indestructible sea walls have been destroyed.
My little city is ten miles from the sea and mostly high enough to be safe from floods so other than getting soaked a few times I’m fine. I’m very lucky, the weather has only prevented trips out with my camera and meant that I had a nerve racking drive to Hampshire last week.
At the weekend, in a brief dry spell I walked the dogs in the cemetery and found a number of fallen trees. It surprised me how shallow conifer roots are, I hope they replace them soon.
This dear little tree is my favourite in the cemetery and I’m pleased that it’s survived with just one broken limb.
Don’t tell, but it’s a damson and no-one else seems to pick its bountiful fruit. Perhaps they’ll plant some more!
Spring is on it’s way!
Strolling at Titchfield Haven
This is the my last few hours of a weeks leave from work, boohoo! I’ve had an amazing week, including a real once in a lifetime event, that I’ll tell you about soon. On Wednesday I braved the storms and went east to visit Scarlett and her mummy and daddy, driving through floods, high winds and relentless heavy rain. The next day for a few hours the sun came out and we decided to pop to the coast at Titchfield. We strolled beside the tiny harbour,
looked back towards Lee on Solent, 
and then visited the Nature Reserve, Titchfield Haven.
There is an abundance of bird life that almost rivals the Exe Estuary close to home, but not within view of the lens I had with me. They have created two short trails, with boardwalks through the marshes and a stunning new hide for the serious twitcher.
The sunshine was a real treat, as was the fresh air, after the really dreadful weather we’ve had for weeks. Next time I’m in Hampshire I’ll try to remember a long lens and walking boots!
This post is for Marianne’s challenge One Trip Every Month, over at http://eastofmalaga.net/ who asks us to tell her about visting somewhere for the first time.
Wordless Wednesday
Lucid Gypsy 